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Live Prosers Society
This one isn't so much a challenge as it is a vehicle. For the new users, or ones browsing to decide on us, list your favorite writers here, why you like them, or just their screen names. Also, feel free to add your favorite piece of work from yourself, if you feel so inclined. This post will be spotlighted once a week or so for visibility. Loving the streams here.
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Finder
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Come and Drink your Fill

Like fine wine

it is those writers

I've tasted as they've aged here

growing in potency

aged authenticity

intoxicating

I sip most frequently:

@JimLamb for comfort and wisdom

@Huckleberry_Hoo for his unapologetic warmth

@Harry_Situation when I want to be challenged

@rlove327 for scholarly mastery

@Undermeyou for aching passion

@SharondaBriggs who's honesty tears me apart

@Lexicon whose light, love and faith are constant

@Mnezz so kind and open sharing her world

@dctezcan writing from her life with delicacy and depth

@estherflowers1 possessing wit, rhyme and humor cannot be matched

@WhiteWolfe32 with lush poetry and prose

@mazzmyrrheyes whose name says it all

@Batmaninwuhan who never fails to make me smile

@fudo so supportive yet ever deleting his work

not to leave out the newer harvest:

@Bogdan Dragos

@AlisonAudrey

@MAC1

@MeeJong

@AnnFan14

all unique, all worth a taste.

A toast to all!

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Fourth of July
Write about red, white and bruised. Any format.
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Finder in Stream of Consciousness
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Red, White and Bruised

I can no longer hear fireworks

without looking for a mass shooter in our midst.

I can no longer enjoy singing the old songs

without self-censorship of the lyrics.

I can not feel pride

without being shamed.

I can do nothing

without offending someone

more willing

to yell fire and burn me to the ground

because they can.

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Pain
Poetry Only
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Finder in Poetry & Free Verse
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Just One Purpose

Pain

the voice that screams

no

to whatever

is happening in that moment.

Protection to stop

mind

body

spirit

and step back

away

from doing further harm.

You can not ignore it

it will never recede from its duty

you can not wait it out

it has no other mission

you can not embrace it

hoping to transform it

it serves

just one purpose

not to destroy you

but

to keep you from destruction.

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"It is the space between the bars that holds the tiger"
Write about what hold you in.
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Finder in Stream of Consciousness
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Lessons from a Passing Carnival

A tiger in a cage

pacing toward a memory

its paws had never known

as

the town folk jostle each other

excited to get a glimpse

of something so wild and rare.

A breeze

parts the stench of corn dogs

and livestock born to be devoured

the tiger's nostrils flare

to breathe free for a moment

the fragrance of sun drenched fields beyond

in naive recognition

a balloon handed child

steps close to the sad yellow eyes

whispering through blue snow coned lips

"If I am brave enough

to put my hand up to the bars

the kitty will come over

press its head to my palm."

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July Word Play
Use the words: splash, sizzle, ketchup, smoking, checkered, frosty, swat in a piece...any format that MUST have nothing to do with an outdoor cook out on a hot day. Extra points for brevity.
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Finder in Stream of Consciousness
• 28 reads

there is only this

you touch me

slow

as the flow

of ketchup building

to that lush crimson tangy sweet splash

from its bottle

my flesh

waits

checkered in frosty sizzle

smoking

eyelashes whelming swat away

everything

else

there is only this.

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Equality vs Different
Taking a page from @batmaninwuhan 's book, answer the question. Can equality exist when every human is unique and different? This contest is a democracy. You have six days.
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Finder
• 15 reads

Equality exists.

We each are given a lifetime

and a purpose

that we and only we can accomplish

in this universe of humanity

because of

our uniqueness

It is not a contest

or a race

everyone has the unfair advantage individuality.

It is just you

and the hundred million billion humans

before after and besides you

fairly equality

simply

choosing

to complete their mission

in the time allowed them

or not.

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Trash in space
Should trash go to space?
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Finder
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STEM Worship

I lived

in a world

where everything above of natural

a nightly miracle of intentional placement

then came Sputnik

so large

that at a small town rodeo

the broncos spotted

when the announcer pointed it out to the crowd

and we watched it pass.

Now we've become dependent

on the over 100,000 orbiting junk

trash obsolete from the moment it was launched

arguably

even those obstruction still sending signals

clogging our perceptions

making us stupid helpless unable to communicate

with our fellow man

so much

the opposite of those lost majestically pristine skies.

Trash above, below, within

is not a question

just the universal pollution of

science technology engineering mathematics

worship.

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The Queen and I
The Platinum Jubilee of Queen Elizabeth is almost upon us. Write a piece (prose, poetry, fact, fiction, essay, memoir, polemic, or panegyric) about the (or a) Queen - it doesn't have to be Elizabeth the Second! Open to Brits and everyone else (including the rebels from the former colonies across the pond!).
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God Save the Queen

No one has empathy for the Queen.

They ought to.

She didn't ask for this

never imagined it would be 70 years

now without the love of her life

those jewels too heavy to wear when your 93

her life lost

gone to the ages

frittered away on ceremonies no one remembers

all those matching hats and handbags

and what's to show for it

dog faced disobedient embarrassing children.

Should have spent more time instilling purpose rather than duty

as she was taught

and wears it well

even now.

God save the Queen.

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A Grave Mistake
Write a poem or short story about a cemetery caretaker who makes a bad blunder. Base it on the phrase “A Grave Mistake”.
Cover image for post It was a grave mistake., by Finder
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Finder
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It was a grave mistake.

It was a grave mistake. The crew leader glanced at the words on the paper in his work gloved hands then up at the newly excavated holes in front of him. He turned the paper up-side-down and squinted.

“What’d you guys do?”

They shrugged. “What you told us?”

An auto collision had taken the lives of a family. A young mother, loving husband and their beautiful toddler. A tragedy of winter weather reported on every local news station in the area complete with photos of the smiling family cuddling together just the day before.

“Nah, this ain’t right. The kid was supposed to be in the middle, the lady on the right and the guy on the left. You guys fucked it up.”

“Not if you stand looking this way.” The guy with the shovel scoping in dirt around the caskets suggested.

“Nah. The little one is over here and flowery casket supposed to be the one to the side and the bronze one is in the middle. It just ain’t right.”

“An hour from now we’ll have the dirt smoothed out and then once the sod goes down in a month or two...Hey, they are all together and tucked in snug. One stone...what’s the difference?” The young guy tired and cold explained, “That’s how I see it.”

The sun was setting purple in the west. The winds were picking up. More snow predicted that night. The crews’ breath freezing smokey white on their black hoodies. The heavy equipment already gone from the site. Driven back to the mintenance building hidden from view right before the interment. “They should have lined them up right at the ceremony.” The guy with the shovel mumbled still scraping and packing.

The crew leader scaned the scene. Looking north. Signs of the coming blizzard mounting. “Yeah, whatever. Get them covered up good. Pack it down tight..then let’s get back to the shed and get stuff ready. Looks like we’ve got some work ahead of us tomorrow with the other two funerals and all. Hell of a crash.”

The graves now almost covered. The men filling and tamping the ground firm. “Okay guys just get them finished up. Okay?”

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Challenge
help solve one of philosophy's greatest questions: is the pacific ocean more like a cement mixer or a blue colored park bench?
i know, this question comes up all the time. but maybe there is sonething new you can add to the already very rich discourse. to be specific- the pacific ocean as one of the great oceans of the earth, its contents, submerged or not. which one bear the greatest similarity/resemblance to the pacific ocean: a cement mixer, or a blue park bench?
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No Shame

The Pacific Ocean

is a blue colored park bench.

It is The Atlantic Ocean

that is a cement mixer.

No shame,

people often

easily get them confused.

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